Indian Army Soldier

The glittering eyes of that young boy, bold and bright,
Dreamt of joining the army, holding his wishes tight.
He’d gaze all night at the sky’s bright stars,
Framing his dream of serving his country for hours.

Time promptly passed,
And he held a rifle in hand,
Stars on his shoulders, serving his homeland.
Stood in his uniform, a proud, noble sight,
He pledged to keep his countrymen safe day and night.

Yet fate struck hard, in the line of oblivion he fell,
His country’s tricolours draped, a story of bravery and sacrifice to tell.
His bright eyes dimmed, his spirit took flight,
Leaving memories of valour burning bright.

A hero’s sacrifice,
In his time of service, he said,
“The stars I gazed at pale to those on my shoulder,
It’s my pride in sacrificing myself, as an Indian Army soldier.”